The excitement here attracted the attention of others, and those in the cultural circle looked towards Ling Xiaowei.
Being an outlier in the circle will naturally arouse the curiosity of others, especially now that there are more outliers around this outlier.
"Why are there still people in wheelchairs here? Who are those people!"
"How many people can a person from the countryside know? Judging from these people, they can't be from any center for the disabled!"
"One of the boys is really good-looking, but it's a pity that he is disabled!"
"You don't have a crush on me, do you?"
Several girls were chatting happily.
"Hey, where is Zhao Feifei? She knows Zhuo Yuexuan and Ling Xiaowei, so she should know who those people in wheelchairs are! Ask her quickly!" someone said.
"Stop looking, Miss Zhao has climbed up a high branch." Someone pointed at Zhao Feifei who was with Chen Jingwei.
And this Chen Jingwei is the red line drawn by the Zhuo family to Zhuo Yuexuan, that is, the prodigal son who just harassed Ling Xiaowei.
I didn't expect to hook up with Zhao Feifei so quickly.
Facing those people's comments, Ling Xiaowei and the others paid no attention to them and were not affected at all. The group of people were very happy and harmonious together.
Especially Wei Dong's sister Wei Xi, she is really a curious baby. When she saw some paintings, they were very abstract, and she kept asking why and what they meant!
"You art people are really weird! Do these arts have to be incomprehensible to the people who do them to be called art?" Little sister Wei Xi really didn't understand.
After hearing what this little girl said, Zhuo Yuexuan really laughed to death, and explained softly: "Artistic things are all emotional, so sometimes they are a little exaggerated and use some unique forms of expression to express something.
Personal emotions, such as the painting you painted, may seem messy to you, but in fact, if you calm down and look at this painting, the author wants to convey his inner loneliness to people, just like this black whirlpool.”
A painting that no one could understand was explained by Zhuo Yuexuan, and everyone seemed to be able to understand it!
Little sister Wei Xi praised: "Little sister, you are so awesome!"
Jiang Cheng clapped excitedly. What he said was great. The artistic lady is so charming! After he finished applauding, he realized that no one else clapped and looked at him strangely.
This is too obvious!
Zhuo Yuexuan's pretty face turned slightly red and she didn't dare to look at Jiang Cheng.
She pulled Ling Xiaowei and said, "Let's go, the winning entries should be announced soon!"
"Oh!" Ling Xiaowei nodded and looked back at Shi Mingwei. He should be able to take care of himself!
"Hey, brother, look, the locomotive painted over there is so beautiful!" Little sister Wei Xi discovered an amazing work. What a perfect cross-section of the locomotive. The painting is so beautiful. This is real art.
Well!
Wei Xi left Jiang Cheng behind and took his brother with him to see the locomotive.
As a brother and sister who like to demolish homes, they immediately went to see the locomotive together, leaving Shi Mingwei and Jiang Cheng behind. The two men's manual pushers were on strike, and their hands were still hanging. Naturally, they couldn't push it themselves.
Got it!
Shi Mingwei and Jiang Cheng sighed inwardly, "Well done!"
Ling Xiaowei and Zhuo Yuexuan couldn't run away anymore, so they became their new human-powered cart pushers. Ling Xiaowei was naturally happy, but Zhuo Yuexuan was very shy, and her palms were sweating nervously while helping Jiang Cheng push the cart.
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Jiang Cheng, who was sitting down, was also very nervous. He was not afraid of being pushed out, but he was wondering whether he was too heavy. Would it be harmful to others if he asked a big painter to push the cart for him?
How disrespectful? Hey! He is also a grown man, how can he let a little girl push a cart!
Suddenly the announcement in the venue rang again, announcing the winners!
Ling Xiaowei and Zhuo Yuexuan heard this broadcast and looked at each other. The list was finally about to be announced. Zhuo Yuexuan was still a little nervous and said to Ling Xiaowei: "I think my performance just now was not good and I shouldn't be able to get the ranking!
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"It doesn't matter whether you are ranked or not, what matters is participation! Go and have a look!" Ling Xiaowei really didn't care. Her painting for the preliminary round was already on the list. She felt that it was great and she didn't embarrass her master!
Zhuo Yuexuan nodded and pushed Jiang Cheng toward the crowd. Perhaps she pushed too hard and accidentally bumped Jiang Cheng's leg against someone else. She was startled, stopped quickly, and asked: "
If anything happens to you, I...it's all my fault for being clumsy."
"It's okay, there's nothing wrong with me!" Jiang Cheng hurriedly waved his hands. Why did he feel that the other party was about to burst into tears! She was really a timid girl.
"Are you really okay?" Zhuo Yuexuan stretched out her thin white hand, touched Jiang Cheng's plastered leg, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, it's not broken!"
Jiang Cheng tensed up and laughed, "It's okay, this plaster is so easy to break!"
I never thought that Jiang Cheng would be nervous one day! Really, this is definitely not his style, but a girl is so nervous, but he is the most charming and carefree little white dragon in the compound!
Jiang Cheng adjusted his breathing, showed an indifferent, fine, and natural expression, and smiled at Zhuo Yuexuan.
This smile really took away Zhuo Yuexuan's soul. Her face turned red and she was so panicked that she had nowhere to put her hands. As soon as her hands touched the handlebar, she suddenly felt someone push her from behind.
Bundle!
Zhuo Yuexuan didn't stand firm and threw herself directly on Jiang Cheng. The pulley of the wheelchair slid rapidly. Zhuo Yuexuan felt that she was about to fall. Just when she was about to fall, a strong hand suddenly hit her.
He hugged her waist tightly.
This was Jiang Cheng's only movable hand. The wheelchair was spinning around in the slippery exhibition hall so fast that he couldn't control the car to stop. As soon as he let go, Zhuo Yuexuan would fall, thinking that she might get hurt.
, it is even more impossible for him to let go.
The rapidly rotating wheelchair suddenly stopped, and someone held on to the handlebars. The other person's majestic and handsome appearance suddenly attracted everyone's attention.
When the wheelchair stopped, Zhuo Yuexuan's face was already burned into a monkey's ass. This was the first time she was so close to a boy. It turned out that the smell of a boy could be so good.
The hands on her waist were so hot!
It was so embarrassing! In front of the public, Zhuo Yuexuan hurriedly broke away and stood up. Her long hair covered her face. She kept bowing and thanking the person holding the car.
The other party smiled gently and said, "It's okay!"
"Wow! Jiang Sheng is so gentle and handsome!" A girl exclaimed.
"That one is the eldest young master of the Jiang family!"
"Who are these two people? They almost bumped into the eldest young master of the Jiang family!" someone said angrily.
Several wealthy ladies in the cultural circle were all waiting to see Zhuo Yuexuan's joke. She was really going to embarrass the Zhuo family today by hugging a disabled person in public.
"Now Zhuo Yuexuan is going to be involved in the cultural circle!" The girl who pushed Zhuo Yuexuan was very proud at the moment.
